Safe Points Poem by Eman Awad

When i was young still,
years ago, younger from now.
If my life went unwell,
i used to run away some how.
I used to dream in my sleep,
dreams that would cheer me up.
I used to fall for it so deep,
and when i'm happy i used to wake up.
Whatever the dream is,
i used to find a safe point for my self.
I felt no lonliness,
there's always some one or some thing to help.
I found safety in a smile,
or some one who flies away with me.
I used to wait for a while,
surely there is some thing to safe me.
I found safety in a word,
that comforts me too if i'm awake.
I found safety in my world,
lives are created just for my sake.
If walls were destroyed,
hands came to reach me from underground.
If falls down an astroid,
there were shelter for me and a safe ground.
Why am i left now in my dreams,
have i lost my innocense this much?
Why am i left to survive streams,
and nothing safes me, fearing my touch?
Like safety can't be found at all,
not in reality or in dreams that fade away.
Safe points aren't there for my soul,
dreaming or not, life has casted me away...